Chapter 257: The Next Patriarch
"Is that so? Then I'll show you what a real Sword Technique looks like," Chu Feng sneered.
In the next instant, he unleashed the Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique with his full power.
A single horizontal slash tore through the air, the sound like a clap of thunder, startling everyone both on and off the dueling platform.
The Chu Family disciples below the platform were particularly terrified, their faces paling. None of them had ever imagined Chu Feng could unleash such terrifying combat prowess.
"Damn, how did this guy suddenly get so strong?"
"No way... Could he really beat the Patriarch?"
Seeing how ferocious Chu Feng was, the Chu Family disciples were all dumbfounded.
When Chu Wuji saw this ferocious sword strike, his heart skipped a beat, and he struck back with all his might.
He had truly sensed danger; if he failed to block this attack, he would be in grave peril.
BOOM!
BANG!
After the explosion rang out, Chu Wuji was sent flying, landing right at the very edge of the dueling platform.
He had to stab his longsword firmly into the platform to stop himself from being thrown off it completely.
"What kind of Sword Technique is this?" Chu Wuji demanded, his eyes filled with horror.
Although Chu Wuji was horrified, he simultaneously made a decision: Chu Feng had to become the next Patriarch of the Chu Family.
"You've lost. Do you want to go again?" Chu Feng said, holding his sword and looking at Chu Wuji coldly.
At that moment, Chu Wuji felt his vital energy and blood roiling within him. His right arm was trembling and numb.
Though nothing was visible on the surface, Chu Wuji had actually been injured—and sustained severe internal injuries at that.
"I'm done fighting. I now declare you the next Patriarch of the Chu Family! You are also a Direct Lineage Disciple, with the authority to command all of the Chu Family's resources," Chu Wuji announced.
Chu Wuji was truly shaken. Chu Feng was simply too monstrously talented. Such aptitude was enough to lead the Chu Family to new heights!
He knew Chu Feng had reached the Foundation Establishment Realm, perhaps even the Peak of the Foundation Establishment Realm!
How many people in the entire world could possess such strength at Chu Feng's age?
As long as Chu Feng didn't fall prematurely, given enough time, pathetic groups like the Qing Gang would be nothing but trash!
When Chu Wuji finished speaking, the entire area fell silent. Not a single person made a sound; you could have heard a pin drop.
Then, an uproar erupted.
"Chu Feng, you should really consider it. Come back. With your return, the family will only get better and better," Chu Wuji said to Chu Feng, his voice filled with excitement and his eyes with anticipation.
With Chu Feng, the Chu Family's rise was a certainty.
"Since I won, I call the shots. We'll talk about this later," Chu Feng refused outright. He had never once considered returning to the Chu Family.
'When my family was at its lowest, where was the Chu Family?'
'When my father had his accident, where was the Chu Family then?'
'My uncle was poisoned for decades, and what did the Chu Family do?'
"Very well. You are welcome to return anytime you wish. When you have time, feel free to visit the Chu Family's Treasure Pavilion. It will be permanently open to you," Chu Wuji said with a smile.
Even though Chu Feng refused, he wasn't angry. He believed that Chu Feng would agree one day.
"Oh? A Treasure Pavilion? What's inside?" Chu Feng's curiosity was suddenly piqued.
Compared to things like status, Chu Feng wasn't all that curious.
Instead, he was interested in this so-called Treasure Pavilion and the Cultivation Resources.
After all, the other party had lost. And since Chu Wuji himself had said he could go and take what he wanted at any time, Chu Feng wasn't about to be polite.
"The Treasure Pavilion contains the Martial Arts Secret Manuals and various records of strange and secret histories that the Chu Family has collected since its founding. It is the very core of our family," Chu Wuji explained.
"Is that so? That does sound a little interesting. I'll go take a look later," Chu Feng said.
Chu Feng was very interested in things like Martial Arts Secret Manuals and Cultivation Techniques.
"Chu Feng, regarding the matter of your uncle, Chu Yunfei, I must apologize on behalf of the family. We failed in our duty. But the Chu Family is truly too poor right now. We couldn't afford the resources the Medicine King Hall demanded. Otherwise, we would have certainly saved him," Chu Wuji said, his voice laced with helplessness.
Back then, the Chu Family suffered a major blow and went into hiding in a hurry. After all these years, the resources we had have been all but depleted.
Forget Cultivation Resources—we barely have any money. We're utterly destitute.
"You've been in hiding all these years because you're afraid of retaliation from the Qing Gang," Chu Feng stated.
"That's not the only reason. I'll tell you more when I get the chance. The family will redo your uncle's funeral rites. For today, please rest here. I will come find you tomorrow," Chu Wuji said.
With that, he stepped down from the training ground. As soon as he descended, several Elders hurried over to greet him.
They all knew that Chu Wuji was injured.
Soon, Chu Wuji and his group departed.
The remaining Chu Family disciples stared at the scene, lost in a daze. Everything that had happened was truly hard to believe.
Chu Feng, a young man of twenty-seven or twenty-eight, was so incredibly powerful that he had practically swept through the entire Chu Family.
Many of them, whether they were furious or filled with hatred, could do nothing about Chu Feng.